Sunday, 16 October 2011

Lean Mean Fighting Machine

It has been a pretty uninteresting week. I joined a gym, which I am super stoked about. I went in for orientation, and they gave me a routine to do, and they will help me update it in 8 weeks as I hit a plateau. I tought this was great, as I would have probably aimlessly walked around the gym not knowing what to do, and not get a good workout at all. And I am more excited to go to the gym because I know what I have to do, and I don't have to make it up. I have been twice so far and loving it. I have energy throughout my workout (which is and hour and a half long, but feels nowhere close) and I leave the gym energized and happy. I think I am going to become a gym-y. I can also take their group classes, which they have tons of, so I will do an update on that when I attend one, which will be a whole new experience! It's just nice to have something to do with my time.

I had yet another family gathering, for 3 birthdays. It was nice, we sat out in the glorious sunshine and had drinks ( I didn't realize how much I needed one, and my was it lovely). I am still very quiet with family, I don't really know where/how I fit. They have all grown up together and spent lots of time together, so I feel quite awkward sometimes and don't really know what to do with myself. I feel someout left out, but that is obviously going to happen as this is the first large amount of time I've spent in England and around this family. I hope to find my spot soon.

I think I have grown comfortable with the fact that I don't have a job, and therefore ready to go get a job. I know, this doesn't make much sense, that's just my feeling right now. I am going to give a right effort this week, and try and get me a job. I know I am always nattering about jobs, how I don't have one, how I need to get one. It annoys me that I just talk about it, how hard it is. I am going to make an effort this week to get this sad unemployment song off repeat. I hope I can manage that.

The other day, my boyfriend and I were have a decision about uniqueness, and if there is really such thing as unique. And I was of the mind that there isn't really, because if everyone and everything is unique, doesn't the word just lose its meaning? He brought up the fact of snowflakes, that they're all snowflakes, but no two snowflakes are the same, and that's how people are. And I said, if they're all unique, doesn't that make them the same. Now, I know my logical doesn't make much sense, I was just exploring the idea, all things are obviously unique, but does that not make them the same in aspects? It was just a silly, interesting and surprisingly deep conversation. In the end, I think I am unique, and everyone is. But there is unique in the way you look, and unique in the way you are. You look different from everyone else, and everyone has different personalities, but in your general outlook, can you be unique from others. I really had nothing in my idea I see now, it proved and interesting thought though! I am sure this is gone to gobbality gook, so I will end it there.

With all this talk of unique, came the thought of : Is there such thing as a new idea? Or have all ideas occured? Could that happen? I decided no, because you can make up some strange things, and there is always new inventions. It is just always something that I wondered. For example, has someone ever thought of having a peanut and leaf sandwich between 2 pieces of glass? Or, a pool filled with marbles? An invention to clean your belly button? I suppose it is impossible to think every thought. I suppose it is the only impossible thing really, and do not think "Slamming a revolving door" Because I can think of many ways to do it.

Okay, I have made myself look crazy enough for one blog post, I hope that got you thinking! Let your imagination roam, maybe with a little help from Dr.Seuss or Alice in Wonderland for some wacky ideas as they have never ending imaginations (imagine the impossible thoughts of those authors!) And I leave with a quote from Alice in Wonderland , as said by the Queen "Sometimes I believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast!"

I didn't feel like doing photos in this post, I know, shocking. I may do a post of some pictures later on in the week. I do leave you a song that I've heard here and really like, not sure if it's made it to Winnipeg. Enjoy!




Love from England,
Jessie




Wow, that was scattered.

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